I disappear into tasks. I am the person to whom you give your massive time-sink of a job that no one wants - I'll do the hell out of it. Filing? Yes please! Alpha or numerical?
Do you want to spend your long weekend editing the ID tags of your *entire* music collection? I just did. (The weather was shitty, mind.) And put those album covers on, no matter how obscure.
At work I am using spare parts of the day to categorize a massive vendor contact file.
I became the essential employee at The Sporting Company when I read every. Last. Catalog. You need me to find something out? I'll find out ten things, and learn another language so I can find an eleventh in another country.
No one else in my family is like this. Where does it come from?